Luna Hydrocephalus Novels & Stories

My voice came out hoarse, and I frowned, the ache in my head pressing down on every word. She smiled gently. “You were rushed in here by a warrior. Your whole body was soaked in blood.” Her voice softened, concern seeping through her tone. “Nora, you’ve been unconscious for fifteen hours. Are you sure your nutrition is okay?” She looked at me with the eyes of a mother worried for her child. Fifteen hours? The memory of what happened rushed back like a nightmare. Helen’s sharp heel slamming into my head, the mocking laughter that followed, the weakness in my legs as the world tilted. My chest tightened.

I had no idea what she was talking about at all. "Hey Eva ..hold on, what are you talking about? I don't understand you at all. You said who did what?" I asked her. "Don't pretend as if you don't know what I am talking about! I am sure that you know very well what I mean! Alpha Huxley has gotten himself a new Luna ! The ceremony is going to take place in a few days! Wait....don't tell me that he didn't even tell you about this?!" Eva yelled on the other end of the phone.

While serving the Silver Azure pack, he could not criticize his Alpha directly, but his silence was carrying a heavy sense of judgment within it. "The Luna went through an induction three weeks ago, Alpha. She endured it entirely alone. It was a nearly fully-developed male fetus. A strong pup… our team were surprised he had survived as long as he did without your stabilizing pheromones during the trauma." Maximus felt the blood drain from his face. "Induction? What are you saying?" "Three days after the annual gala, the Luna was admitted with severe hemorrhaging and blunt force trauma to the abdomen.”

Stupid werewolf hearing. "But you are the future Luna," she says, pointing at me with a wink. I roll my eyes. "Yes, but not yet." Xavion explained it to me once. Even though his parents are gone, making him the Alpha, I’m not officially the Luna until we’re married. There’s a ceremony, he said; a crowning, a formal welcome into the pack. Most Lunas come from other packs, so it’s a big deal. But I’m human.

“This is who I’m choosing to become. The other was an inheritance. This is a creation.” Months blurred. Luna’s name began to circulate in whispers within Kronos. Not as a social artifact, but as a force. The Grey girl. Fixes broken models. Sees the flaw in the logic. Where did Aris find her? She authored subsections of papers, her insights leading to small but significant breakthroughs in stabilizing shifters with degenerative conditions.

I immediately know the answer, but Bianca is slow to respond. I glance in her direction, as does everyone else, and we watch as she stammers and fumbles over her words. Nothing comes out of her mouth, just random sounds and blabbers. Healer Anderson raises an eyebrow, his hands hesitating to move onto the next step. “It’s because the former Luna’s condition is very rare, sir,” my voice breaks through the silence. “Her body in its current state is too fragile for incase procedures, so a herbal remedy will help prepare for any upcoming treatments needed.”

They could create new lives for themselves, be whatever they wanted to be. Whilst we were idly standing around waiting, Luca approached Alpha Bain and I. "Excuse me Luna." I was surprised to realise he'd come over to talk to me and not Alpha Bain. "I apologise that I haven't introduced myself yet. With all the chaos that has happened within the last few hours I haven't really found the right opportunity. I am Luca, Alpha Bain's Beta. It is an absolute pleasure to finally meet you." He summed up whilst bowing his head in a gesture of respect.

He has grey short hair but brown eyes that match Louis’s. Mum walks over to join us with Luna Amelie, Brett’s mother. “Hello my gorgeous girl.” She kisses both my cheeks and squeezes me into an embrace. “You look stunning.” “Thank you Luna Amelie, you look amazing.” I add. Luna Amelie has always been gentle towards me, even though she has a reputation for being quite a ruthless Luna. She is wearing a silver silk dress and diamond earrings. She has long wavy brown hair, the same colour as Brett’s, that is styled into a side ponytail. She gives me a once over before turning back to my Mum.

“So... that’s why... you took me from the very start?” "Yes. You are... special. And I have come to a conclusion that only your wolf can free the curse. Because..." She hesitated, something off in her expression. "Because of what?" I demanded, my voice trembling with barely contained frustration. "Um... yeah. Because there’s witch blood within you." "I... what?" "You're a hybrid. A rare creature. And I need your wolf to be sacrificed in order to keep Ragnor alive!" Luna Dowager’s eyes turned red in an instant, as I limped toward her.

He said. “Is something wrong?” Sierra asked, a concerned look on her face as she dropped her question. Sierra was averagely built, with distinct features. A slightly square-shaped face sat on her neck. Most girls either had oval or round faces, he hadn’t quite seen any girl with such unique facial features. Sweet almond shaped blue eyes with eyeshadow that enhanced the already vibrant qualities, flat small nose, he wondered if she was able to breathe through those tiny nostrils, her lips majestic in every sense of the word, sat perfectly on her face. Her Cupid’s bow peaked, visibly alluring. Damn! Everything was flawless, he thought to himself.